My Children

Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.

have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.

and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.

black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.

if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.

This is Juneteenth.

I still can’t get over how Maul is just casually yeeted out of a window during his fight with Ahsoka in season 7 😂😂 Every time I watch it, I just cackle like a gremlin and I think his lightsaber leaving a long burning line behind in the glass from where he crashed through just adds to the comedic effect perfectly.

I actually would love to know what would have been going through his head in that moment as he was flung through the window to the ground below. I’m guessing it would have been something along the lines of:

Tech : *deep sigh*

I’m slowly forgetting your face

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The scrape of plastoid draws Rex's attention away from his datapad. Echo nudges his chestplate a little closer and pats it.

"Do the thing," the new ARC trooper says.

Rex grimaces. "Not right now, vod. I don't have my gloves on. Besides, I have these requisition forms to review and approve and if I get paint on my hand--"

Echo shoves the chestplate into Rex's leg.

"Do. The. Thing," he says.

Rex whips out his Captain Voice. "Echo--"

"Do it, Rex," Echo says, his voice dangerous. "Or I'll give Fives a double shot espresso. Dogma too."

"You wouldn't," Rex gasps.

"And I'll give Kix's secret stash of taffy to Hardcase. All of it."

How terrifying that must have been for Rex, but also the other clones who never get freed. To see yourself trying your best to kill your friend while you're screaming & crying on the inside? Oh, man, alive. The writing and absolute dread that season 7 and Fives' arc are saturated in is just perfection.

I love how Ahsoka reaches Rex with the Force and her love, reaching him in a way that made a Force-less clone hear her and respond.

But how awful for the other clones - to die still enslaved, their only comfort being that they didn't succeed in killing Ahsoka.

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